Intoxicating, Looking at the stars
At Lake Bodom...slowly settle, into the darkened night.
Making you want to take another swig.
Making you feel like this is the last thing you'll ever drink!

Fists in the air
Their coming with despite / Their coming to destroy
Spirits of Lake Bodom are furious again
Something pass you by, you wait for you to know.
At the Lake Bodom where you say your final goodbye!

Soon you'll find your sat on the floor half a bottle deep,
Swig your drink again until it goes away!
Running out into the freezing waters
At the Lake Bodom where you once was drowned.

Grab the bottle smash it on the rock!
Feeling safer, no weapon, That's a big mistake!
Lying down on the dock,
Drift away to nightmare, There's bunch of sparks!